"Unable to resist, he kissed her wounds, and her cold blood touched his lips. He tasted it with his tongue and lost it, almost dropping her to the ground. There was something strange in this girl’s blood. It was unlike anything he had ever tasted, like sweet wine with roses and something electrifying he couldn’t name." 

Queen of Blood and Roses is created by Alexandra Lynch, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Queen of Blood and Roses

Prince Acheron found Lark outside, sitting on a stone bench and surrounded by a group of Hova ladies. 


“Well, they say we taste like our last meals,” he said, giving the ladies a sly smile. “But I’m under strict orders not to… let myself be tasted.” 


The ladies burst out laughing, but the mirth was short-lived. When the first one noticed Prince Acheron hovering next to the group, the others stopped laughing. 


“Your Grace,” one said, bowing, and the rest did the same. 


“I hope you don’t mind if I borrow my general for a few minutes,” he said as Lark stood up. 


“Ladies, it was a pleasure. I won’t forget all of you owe me a dance.” Lark nodded at the ladies as they walked away. One blew out a kiss towards Lark, who blew one back. 


Prince Acheron rolled his eyes and headed towards the path that led to their camp. 


“What? We’re leaving? But the ball just began,” Lark said and sped up to catch up with him. 


Chapter 10: Chaos